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English to French Translation (song lyrics)?
Hi, I'm recording a song, just came up with a bridge and I thought it would be cool to do it in French. Please give me the French translation of these lyrics PHONETICALLY and line by line.
Thank you :)
Lyric:
"And I don't care what those angry gay boys have to say
'Cause I know they'll keep on talking and talking
But where talk may have stopped others before me
It's not gonna stop me baby
You'll never stop me!"
2 Answers
- KatLv 79 years agoFavorite Answer
Et je me fous de ce que ces garçons gays et fâchés ont à dire
Parce que je sais qu'ils vont continuer à parler encore et encore
Mais là où les mots auront pu en arrêter d'autres avant moi
Ça ne m'arrêtera pas, baby (or "chéri")
Tu ne m'arrêteras jamais!
- BarbaraLv 45 years ago
It is said that our lives are worthless. They pass in an instant like the roses wither. It is said that time which whispers is a perversion for our griefs. It make layers, still someone told me. Refrain That you still love me, Someone told me that you have lays love me. Is that still possible? It is said that destiny mocks us That it promised everything and gives nothing It seems that happiness is carried in the hand. When you stretch the hand and find madness Still someone told me... Refrain But who told me that you love me? I no longer remember, it was late at night. I still hear the voice, but I no longer see the face. "He loves you, it is a secret, he did not say that I should tell you. You see, someone told me. That you still love me, someone truly told me ... That you still love me, is that possible? It is said that our lives are worthless. They pass in an instant like the roses wither. It is said that time which whispers is perversion for our griefs. The make layers but someone told me. That from our sadness, layers are made; Still someone told me... The song is repeated in Italian. Carla Bruni is now the wife of the President of France.